Global Ilk Magazine Issue #3 || Kanamara Matsuri | Page 10

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iant cock. Cocks, multiple.
Massive ones, everywhere, as
suckers, candles, hats, the whole
shabang. Dicks for days and enough photos
of pubic hair to last a lifetime. What makes
a festival like this brillant are the reactions
that others have once they arrive. Most
everyone in Kawasaki on this day is there
for the festival, but people are still taken off
guard and that my friend is the best thing
to watch. The conversations overheard will
never be forgotten, like an American girl on
the phone saying "they are actually carrying
a giant iron dick, and it's pink." Nevermind it
actually being steel, the shrine would make
anyone forget a few details for sure.
I also liked overhearing an Englishman
buying candles saying "I need a green
cock for my kids." The best thing about
overhearing people speak about phallic
things is that in any other context it is
appalling, but here, at Kanamara Matsuri
it is anything but. As a matter of fact I saw
many butts. Many men were in traditional
garb which entails exposed butt cheeks.
Who am I to judge?

THE MAIN EVENT

"THEY ARE ACTUALLY
CARRYING A GIANT IRON
DICK, AND IT'S PINK"

I just wanted to get my dick suckers and
be a spectator like the rest of them. I kept
it cool and together with only a few slipups
of uncontrollable laughter. One of the better
quotes was when a husband told his wife
"sit on that thing and grab the head so I can
take a picture. Your sisters will love it." Yet
again, context is everything. Regardless
how one may feel about the parading of a
massive Phallus, we all should accept it is a
spectacle and no matter how grown up you
are, this is funny as funny can be. With so
many things in the world to see, the Phallus
had my attention for an entire afternoon and
that was good enough for me.

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